Illusions. Poem by Tony Adah

The world wants all
It sees as good and beautiful
But it never wants to cteate scenerios
Great and splendid to behold
When it sees a rainbow
It wants to hold it in its arms
And never knows how nature
Mixes its own colours to make a rainbow
And when it moves towards it it runs away
Like a mirage

The world moves
Gourd in hand
Looking for water
And drives on a tarmac
And sees a huge
Pool of water
It happily alight to scoop
All it sees is a mirage

The world moves
And bump into a river
With a basket wanting to fetch water
But all it sees in the basket is nothing
And the world is too much
With itself.